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Radio Eyes: The Poet's Cut

There among the lonely people,I sat and spoke with my cellsuntil they told me to split.

As I tuned into their words,I learned how together we fit.

No more stepping through interplaysix feet into my mouth.

Now I float above the cursive wavesof this jump house ground.

Never want for love,as I know how to make mine bloom.

My efforts purposed and madein the strength of congruent truth.

I respect these words and knowthey come to me because of grace.

And slide off the catachresis I'veused to hide my radio eye gaze.

I pull these letters from the curveof my open south palm.

Letting each tap me out of thisincubation, my dreams born.

Plugged in to siphon thelyrical links of we.

I open my channel to sharethe station of finding peace.

The Poet's Cut

The image was originally taken at a trip to The Very Large Array (V.L.A.) in New Mexico in April 2012. Later that year in October the image took on some composite editing and as often occurs with me...poetry soon followed. When published on the original World Poetized blog this piece was titled "In the Links" though the image was always titled Radio Eyes and putting the piece back into the world on the new World Poetized home today...the title split finally found alignment.